Ice Games
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I figured Ty’s man-card was pretty safe after all. It looked to all the world that he’d gone on the show and nailed his partner. Total stud move. I tossed the phone on the nightstand again and curled back up against Ty’s side.
“Mmm.” He reached for me, pulling me against him. “Something wrong?”
“Nothing at all,” I told him sleepily. “Go back to bed.”
“Only if you promise to stay.” He tightened his grip around me.
I slid my hands against his warm chest. “I’m not going anywhere. Promise.”
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The End
“Mmm.” He reached for me, pulling me against him. “Something wrong?”
“Nothing at all,” I told him sleepily. “Go back to bed.”
“Only if you promise to stay.” He tightened his grip around me.
I slid my hands against his warm chest. “I’m not going anywhere. Promise.”
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The End
